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AG Y'all - Monroe Street
03:07
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Fireworks blastin, summer is here
Locked in a bitter battle of love and fear
Are you with me?
Do you wanna be?
Audience clapping, up for the fight
Pawns in a battle, not wrong or right
Let's just give it up
What do you see?
shadows, fall from grace
On Monroe street, everything changed
Monroe street, love was the game
Standing there laughing
Kicking and stomping our feet
On Monroe St, Monroe
Twisted up, straightened out, lost in the fray
Who gives a fuck about us anyway
But I do...
Think you do too
Somewhere trapped between bitter and sweet
Let's make a go of this houdini feat
Break the chains, smash em up
Let's escape
pistols blare, they wouldn't dare
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we settled the airship at Brices Cross Field
the morning the visitors came
the envelope swooning, the steam lift displaced
the candle relieved of the flame
advancing through Natchez Trace, slipping the u-rays
the interlopers scanning the skies
we pored through intelligence, interpolating parallax
with no heed for our own demise
to stare into your eyes
the paths your history comprise
all the lies that make up our lives
such a quiet night, down on Monroe Street
for want of a future, Eurasia recedes
the Fourth and the Fifth Kingdom stalled
and the slim paralegal checked into the Regal
the concierge already called
from Gloster to Main down to Commerce in course
the young man, supine, in the hack
past his aunt's Saratoga, the deacon's Light Eight
the alderman's white Cadillac
to stare into your eyes
the paths your history comprise
all the lies that make up our lives
such a quiet night, down on Monroe Street
from the crow's cry of midnight to the dawn, 12:01
let the bottleneck of history rest
we hold forth to strike, vacuum buss at the ready
we fire at the envoy's behest
and these shadows in time, we know not their number
descend upon Troy at South Spring
did they grasp for a binding, all unhinged in time
the clockmaker's gold wedding ring
to stare into your eyes
the paths your history comprise
all the lies that make up our lives
such a quiet night, down on Monroe Street
oh, did she know, did she feel the world shiver
did she think it was all about her?
and in his own hands did he feel the flash of fortune
to circumvent the dread saboteur
to stare into your eyes
the paths your history comprise
all the lies that make up our lives
such a quiet night, down on Monroe Street
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I got machines if you got the time
gonna take a right off Fillmore Drive
Hello Monroe Street I sure am fine
bears and buzzards are in my brain
im a tournament winner but i've gone insane
and i'll pour that powder and clean up all of your stains
and I'll wipe off my untensils and I'll do it again
I got tin foil but I got no clues
i feel like Ellen Cleghorne is in my shoes
and I'm just walking on air and sinkin in snow
and I'll knock knock Monroe street down with strong suction ya know
On Monroe Street
the cops are coming but they'll have no luck
I got a pocket full of eyeballs and an elephant tusk
I got a swanson dinner back at my hotel
I'll leave this city in a trail of blood
Goodbye monroe street you had no love
I'll find me a mexican seniorita with tatoo's
would you take life or would you take death if you had to chose?
and check out my vacuum cleaner cause it gave me the blues
throw away the eggs ma this chicken has done lost its fuse
On Monroe Street
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I don't know where we're going
There's no one to lead the way
We're lost in the forest, nowhere to turn
I think we'll drop the match and let it all burn
Cause the wolves are closing
I'm cold from the fire
Thoughts run parallel and vision expires
There's no direction in front of our feet
And now I keep finding myself on Monroe Street
I walked through the door and heard what they said
Stellar transmissions were filling my head
Thorazine cocktails, straps and chains
Dynamic confusion is all that remains
Cause the wolves are closing
I'm cold from the fire
Thoughts run parallel and vison expires
There's no direction in front of our feet
And now I keep finding myself on Monroe Street
This place is prison, this place is hell
Seven identities locked in a cell
Sinking in static, gotta swim to the top
They're ready to commence and I'm ready to stop
Cause the wolves are closing
I'm cold from the fire
Thoughts run parallel and vison expires
There's no direction in front of our feet
And now I keep finding myself on Monroe Street
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Jason LeVasseur - Monroe Street
(G) The party is over and you just closed the door
all guests have headed home it’s time to sweep the floor
(Em) i know you’re leaving (C) yeah i know you’re leaving too (G)
wishing and hoping that you would stick around
can’t believe that you’re standing here are you just the last one out?
I think you’re leaving I hope you don’t leave too soon
but you stared at me and I am looking back at you
(C) paper plates all in the trash
(C) brushing off cigarette ash
(C) you won’t be leaving if (Em) I keep on dreaming
(B) hope that this (C) party will last
I’d like to take our picture and preserve this mystery
in this moment before kissing how fast my heart could beat
as you reached for me and I leaned into you
yeah you reached for me and I leaned in to you
Chorus
What can I (F#) do to keep you here on Monroe Street?
Now last night’s all over it just went so fast
was i only dreaming to think that it would last
as you reached for me and I leaned into you
yeah you reached for me must have been dreaming ‘bout you
I forgot to clean up before I fell asleep
the streamers will be coming down and the floors I need to sweep
but I just rolled over and found myself looking right at you
your mouth opened said “c’mon now we’ve got work to do”
(C) paper plates all in the trash
(C) brushing off cigarette ash
(C) you won’t be leaving if (Em) I keep on dreaming
(B) I’m hoping this (C) moment will last (G)
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The stores are all closed
And everybody knows
We'd better start praying if we want it to snow
The kids are in bed
We all called ahead
We might change our minds, but we'd just be lying instead
Lying instead
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat, sleep & repeat
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat
Sleep, sleep & repeat
We've all got our dreams
But these days it seems
That there's just too much war in between
But all in good time
What's yours could be mine
We might change our minds, but we'd just be crossing the line
Crossing the line
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat, sleep & repeat
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat
Sleep, sleep & repeat
'til the words come out right
'til we're holding on tight
Watching fireworks fly in the middle of the night
And we'll brace for the storm
It's like being reborn
We've all got our dreams
But these days it seems
That there's just too much war in between
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat, sleep & repeat
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat
Sleep, sleep
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat, sleep & repeat
No one argues with the heat down on Monroe St.
We just sleep & repeat
Sleep, sleep & repeat
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Corky - Monroe Street
05:18
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Monroe St.
Come on down to the place I’s a risin’
Where all the girls is a hypmotizin’
Way down south where the voodoo run
And where the groove will shake you to have some fun
See the glow from a boat down by the bay
Where you can’t tell where the night turns into day
Down by Monroe St.
You’ll be feelin’ good and a smilin’
You’ll laugh until you’s a cryin’
With a friend you found that day
Down by Monroe St.
There’s a place that’s always a jumpin’
And the music’s always a rumblin’
So come on down and play
Down by Monroe St.
Family and friends don’t know no border
And the Filet Po’ Boys are made to order
Feel the spirits that are made to swill
And the Kings to Jesters’ll get their fill
Follow the moonshine just past the ponchetrain
The accordion blows it will always know your name
Down by Monroe St.
You’ll be feelin’ good and a smilin’
You’ll laugh until you’s a cryin’
With a friend you found that day
Down by Monroe St.
There’s a place that’s always a jumpin’
And the music’s always a rumblin’
So come on down and play
Down by Monroe St.
Sometimes you need a place
That feels like home
And a friend with who you can make some memories
Like the first time you saw
That sweet mon Cherie
That sweet mon Cherie
Down by Monroe St.
You’ll be feelin’ good and a smilin’
You’ll laugh until you’s a cryin’
With a friend you found that day
Down by Monroe St.
There’s a place that’s always a jumpin’
And the music’s always a rumblin’
So come on down and play
Down by Monroe St.
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Suuusun - Monroe Street
03:38
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His hair slicked back, he sat & turned the key
Today he dared not risk being tardy
The destination was no mystery
He had found it before, the path was easy
But where the road was supposed to be
An aged curb was all he could see.
This scene must be lies
Told by his own eyes
He’ll try to drive down this road once again
He must have been looking the other way
The maps are wrong, he knows she wrote it in pen
It was right here just yesterday
But the scrap that he could not find
was the only piece of this sign
of what he knows
but he cannot show
Why can't I find Monroe Street?
I hear her whisper "that's where we'll meet
where the blind man sells his neon lights”
There’s no such place, this can’t be right
The needle sinks in the corner of his eye
Even his phone disbelieves him
Familiar landmarks evaporate on nigh
His trust in his acumen grows thin
Had he just played the perfect pawn
or was she conjured right before the dawn
Was he insane
to feel this pain?
Why can't I find Monroe Street?
I hear her whisper "that's where we'll meet
where the blind man sells his neon lights”
There’s no such place, this can’t be right
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